Sharing Dreams with My Bestie's Cousin-Chapter 59 - Secretly giving ones heart

Chapter 59: Secretly giving one’s heart

Chapter 59: Secretly giving one’s heart

Wen Zhi didn’t want to drag things out any longer.

She had already decided to leave the Shang family for a while, so now she just wanted to get the Buddha Beads back as soon as possible.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Shang Jing agreed, “Sure, I’ll ask my mom tonight to help you get them back.”

“It’s not ‘help me get them.’ It’s ‘get them back yourself,'” Wen Zhi reminded him.

Shang Jing understood what Wen Zhi meant, “You’re worried my mom will make a big deal out of this, right? It’s just a string of Buddha Beads, my mom isn’t that petty.”

Wen Zhi replied, “Shang Jing, she’s your mom, not mine.”

Shang Jing fell silent for a few seconds and then gave a helpless laugh, “I got it, I’ll get them back for you.”

Though it was a bit difficult.

The Buddha Beads were actually with his older brother!

Just as he was preparing to start the car, Shang Jing asked again, “Is this really what you wanted to ask?”

Wen Zhi turned slightly, looking out the car window, “I’ll ask some other time.”

“Why not ask now?”

“I’m not in the mood right now.”

“You really sound like you just had a breakup.”

“You’re the one who had the breakup.”

“The more you deny it, the more it seems like it.”

“…”

Wen Zhi asked Shang Jing to take her to Heti, and without another word, Shang Jing took Wen Zhi to her destination, reminding her before leaving, “Call me if you want to go home, I’ll pick you up.”

He was especially agreeable today.

Wen Zhi nodded, then turned and went inside.

Heti is a well-known beauty chain brand, boasting unique beauty treatments and advanced beauty equipment, frequently visited by the elite society ladies.

Meng Fan had an annual membership at Heti and would come once a month.

Entering the VIP customer area, a Heti employee opened a door for Wen Zhi, “Mrs. Rong is inside.”

Wen Zhi nodded and walked in.

In the spacious room, Meng Fan lay on a beautician’s table, receiving a head massage. Seeing Wen Zhi enter, Meng Fan waved, “There you are, I thought you weren’t coming.”

Wen Zhi approached, “I came over after I handled everything. What about you, haven’t you started yet?”

“Oh no, I was waiting for you, just having the beautician massage my head,” Meng Fan gestured to the side, “Your spot is right here, come lie down, let’s do the treatment together.”

Wen Zhi wasn’t in the mood, she sat next to Meng Fan, “You sit, I’ll keep you company and talk about something.”

Meng Fan looked at Wen Zhi anxiously, “What happened?”

Wen Zhi pursed her lips slightly, “I’m thinking about leaving the Shang family for a while.”

At that, Meng Fan suddenly sat up, startling the beautician.

Meng Fan’s face filled with tension and concern, “Has someone from the Shang family been bullying you?”

Wen Zhi couldn’t help but laugh, “You startled me and the beautician with that reaction.”

Meng Fan snorted, “That’s because I’m worried about you.”

“I’m fine, no one in the Shang family is bullying me,” Wen Zhi honestly stated, patting Meng Fan on the shoulder to reassure her.

Meng Fan was half convinced, “Then where do you plan to go after leaving the Shang family? Why don’t you move into my house?”

Wen Zhi shook her head, “I want to go to a temple to clear my mind.”

Meng Fan’s voice suddenly sharpened, “A temple? To clear your mind?!”

Wen Zhi raised her hand and rubbed her ears, calmly responding, “Yes, you heard right.”

Meng Fan grabbed Wen Zhi’s shoulders and leaned in close, “Who’s been messing with your heart? Someone from the Shang family? It’s not Shang Jing, is it? When did you fall for Shang Jing?”

Wen Zhi: “…”

It wasn’t surprising that Meng Fan was wildly guessing, the only person she could think of was Shang Jing.

“Zhizhi dear, Shang Jing looks good, and his character isn’t particularly bad, but I don’t think you’re suited for each other. You deserve better,” Meng Fan said in a motherly tone, “You must be just attracted to his looks; he’s at an age where he likes to have fun and hasn’t settled down yet. If you were with him, who knows how much hardship you would suffer in love.”

Wen Zhi let out a squeaky laugh.

Meng Fan snorted, “I’m pouring my heart out to you, and you’re laughing. Just wait and see, ignoring a girlfriend’s advice will lead to trouble right before your eyes.”

Wen Zhi was laughing so hard her shoulders shook, “No, I haven’t even said much, and you’ve already paired me up with Shang Jing, how can I not laugh?”

Meng Fan paused, “Isn’t it Shang Jing?”

Wen Zhi shook her head.

“Then who has stolen your heart?” Meng Fan sniffed close to Wen Zhi, staring intently into her eyes.

Wen Zhi locked eyes with Meng Fan, but another face surfaced in her mind.

She was lost in thought for a few seconds, a slight detail that Meng Fan caught and became even more excited, “Who are you thinking about?”

Wen Zhi bit her lip slightly, “It’s hard to say.”

“What’s there to hide? It can’t be Liang Yin, right? You’re still hung up on him? He’s totally unreliable!” Meng Fan still had a bias against Liang Yin, even now.

She released her hands and sat back down, crossing her legs and tilting her head in thought.

Meng Fan’s mood immediately improved when Wen Zhi said, “It’s not him, it has nothing to do with him.”

As long as it’s not Liang Yin!

“Then who could it possibly be? Tell me quickly,” Meng Fan asked with a face full of gossip and curiosity.

Wen Zhi signaled for the beautician to leave, who nodded, got up, and closed the door as she left.

Now it was just Wen Zhi and Meng Fan.

They could talk about anything.

“Everyone is gone now, it seems that the matter is quite serious, come on, tell me,” Meng Fan said with a smile, urging Wen Zhi.

Seeing Meng Fan smile, Wen Zhi thought that Meng Fan wouldn’t be able to smile after she asked that question.

She straightened up and said seriously, “Meng Fan, what do you think of your uncle as a person?”

Sure enough, the silly smile on Meng Fan’s face disappeared.

Her expression froze instantly.

She even stopped blinking.

Anticipating Meng Fan’s next move, Wen Zhi stood up and stepped back. Unsurprisingly, Meng Fan lunged and missed.

Looking up, Wen Zhi saw Meng Fan’s expression turn exceptionally rich and agitated, “Zhizhi, you have really grown up, daring to think about Shang Hexing, that unreachable flower!”

“It’s not me thinking about him,” Wen Zhi stood far away, quite seriously, “I just mentioned it casually.”

“Back at Jiuqu Villa, that kind of chat we had was casual,” Meng Fan scrutinized Wen Zhi, “but now, you don’t seem casual.”

“…” Wen Zhi thought, Meng Fan still understood her.

Meng Fan was about to get off the massage bed, but Wen Zhi stopped her, “Wait, don’t get worked up, I’ll come over.”

Meng Fan beckoned with her fingers, “Come here, confessing might lighten the punishment, resistance will only make it worse.”

Wen Zhi took a deep breath, gestured for Meng Fan to sit down, and then began narrating the recent events to her.

She omitted the part about her dreams.

It was just too embarrassing; she was too ashamed to speak it out loud.

After listening, Meng Fan calmed down, her expression becoming even more serious, “So, your uncle is interested in you.”

Thinking about it, every word and action from Shang Hexing towards her did seem somewhat interested.

“This is not good,” Meng Fan said as she moved closer and took Wen Zhi’s hand, “What do you think?”

Wen Zhi pulled her hand back, “What else can I think? I need to go to a temple to clear my mind.”

Meng Fan asked, “Are you serious?”

Wen Zhi nodded, “Of course, and I’ve thought about it, I also need to visit the Shang family, to explore Wanyin’s dreams, just for half a month.”

“Did you think of a reason?”

“I’ve thought about it, I’ve been dreaming about my mother a lot lately. I’ll go pray for her, Wanyin won’t say anything.”

Meng Fan immediately decided, “I’ll go with you.”

Wen Zhi asked, “Hasn’t your husband returned to the country? Are you sure you can go?”

“Yes! I’ve been eating too much ‘rich food’ lately, I need to go to the temple to eat vegetarian.”

“…”

–

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Shang Jing remembered his promise to Wen Zhi, and after dropping her off at Heti, he drove to the city office building.

His car couldn’t enter, so he had the guards park it and he walked in.

When he saw Shang Hexing, he had just finished a meeting. Dressed in an executive jacket among a crowd of men, he stood out distinctly.

Given the solemnity of the situation, Shang Jing didn’t dare to make noise or approach until the crowd dispersed and a secretary approached Shang Hexing to speak with him.

Then, Shang Hexing looked up in Shang Jing’s direction.

Knowing he could approach now, Shang Jing quickened his pace, “Big brother.”

Shang Hexing looked bright and cheerful, “It’s rare to see you come find me here.”

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Shang Jing said, “You rarely return to the old house, and I can’t see you at home, so I had to come here.”

“What is it?” Shang Hexing asked directly.

He had more official business to deal with and did not want to delay.

Shang Jing looked uncomfortable, took a deep breath, and finally mustered the courage to say, “Big brother, there’s something I’d like to ask back from you.”

Shang Jing had to fulfill his promise to Wen Zhi.

He couldn’t stand the idea of using fake beads to deceive her.

So he had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask for their return.

At the mention, Shang Hexing stopped in his tracks and looked sidelong at Shang Jing, exuding a sense of oppression, “What do you want back?”

Shang Jing choked, suddenly unable to speak.

With a cold expression, Shang Hexing said, “Did you forget what you came for?”

Shang Jing swallowed hard and gathered his courage, “I want the Buddha Beads back.”

As the words fell, the atmosphere suddenly turned icy—